Jessie & his ties...

Jessie leans down, focusing on my lips, his tie’s dangles low in my face. ⁣

“It's so hard, I always forget how tired I am in these early months.” ⁣

His tie is distracting, and I pull on it reeling him closer to me. It’s my favorite game. When he first started his job and had to start dressing for the day ties became one of my favorite things about him. Many of our sexual exploits involved him wearing only a tie. He smiles and kisses me deeply, a sated groan emitting from his throat. Yup we’ve still got lots of passion hidden inside overly tired parents’ bodies.⁣

Are y'all getting excited about 𝘈 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦? Keep your eyes peeled it'll be yours in December! ⁣

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